Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Sweat Club!

March 5, 2011

You know those people at the gym, the ones who are dripping sweat and have wet spots all over their shirts from perspiration?  I have never been one of those people.  Even when I am past the “glistening” point of the workout, I have never have wet spots on my shirt; at least not where I could see them. 

Today, I joined that club.

I woke up, had some coffee, and was all set to head to the rec center and run through my circuit training before heading to zumba.  All prepared in my head for an intense day of exercise.  But all of a sudden I realized that I was an hour behind schedule!  No idea how it happened, but the gym opens at 8, and it was 8:45 when I was leaving, and it wasn’t until then that I realized my mistake. 

Crap!

So I missed the circuit training and headed straight for zumba.  By the third song, I was breaking a sweat.  By the fourth I was dripping from my face.  By the sixth, I had a wet spot in the front of my shirt on my chest.  Gross!  And the spot only got bigger as the class went on.

So I’m wondering, why the big difference?  I have been working really hard this past month, but no spots?  I’ve been thinking and I am hoping that the reason is because my body is burning calories and eliminating toxins more efficiently.  At least this is what I’ll visualize – power of the mind and all that.

I’m really disappointed about missing the circuit training this morning, but if I don’t get to it tonight, I’ll hit it tomorrow.  I couldn’t stay after zumba because my youngest had a birthday party to go to for my honorary niece in which I was the co-chaperone.  We had a great day at the Rain Forest Cafe and Moody Gardens. 

Yesterday, I ran the jogging trail in our neighborhood which ended up being 1.58 miles.  According to my iMapMyRun app, I did this in 25.38 minutes, which is 2 minutes mph faster than my last 1.58 mile run around the neighborhood.  This is really good since the trail is a little bit of rougher terrain and there are some elevation changes.  I passed my husband and daughter fishing along the trail, and the little one ran the last 10th of a mile with me.  =)

She’s a warrior princess in the making!  I bet she wouldn’t even mind that I joined the sweat club.

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